After my elegant ( I must admit it, lol) D&D him last July, he never tried to make contact with me except for a pair of angry and despising emails where he told me I have a black soul, yesterday he wrote a few lines on FB to a friend of mine. Telling that he still loves me and that I am stubborn, and it must be because I am Italian.

No comment.

Putting himself in discussion no? Clarifying what happened-no? Writing a decent letter or maybe a phone call-no? Trying to understand each other, building a common project-no?

No, few lines on FB ( it's cheaper) to a friend, telling I am stubborn?

Now that I have healed I really realize I accepted crumbs in my previous relationship. Seeing this from an adult perspective is really clarifying but also discouraging.

Okay, the stubborn Italian goes to prepare spaghetti with oil, garlic and pachino. And lots of chilli and parmesan.

Far better than answering him.